Record of Chaos

　　 Rong Qianzi's reaction was not unexpected to Gu Zhongyou. Now that one thing has reached a dead end and it is unacceptable to deal with it anyway, there is only one last method left, which is to continue to delay.

　　 Offering ancestor worship is a wonderful excuse. Since the return of the prince has happened, it is very natural to pay homage to the ancestors and ask the ancestors for their opinions. No one can say anything.

　　At the same time, offering sacrifices to ancestors is a very important ceremony. It is necessary to choose a good day, prepare sacrifices, and follow many extremely complicated procedures. It is a kind of thing that can be delayed for as long as you want.

　　 But Gu Zhongyu doesn't really care. He hadn't thought that Rong Qianzi would welcome the prince back obediently, so that the prince who was controlled by the Night King and others could become the demon emperor.

　　 Tree people's inspection of Mu Chengsi did not take too long, but half an hour. Rong Qianzi ended the sound transmission in a hasty way, and the people in the house naturally broke up. Gu Zhongyu, Mu Chengsi, Hongye, and the three sat opposite each other in a carriage that could seat four people. Lan Ruoshuang had already left early.

　　 At this time, the night is not too late, just when the lights are on. Although the outside of the city is still besieged by the crazy wave of red-haired baboons, the initial tension and depression in the city are gone. It is generally believed that the beast tide will subside in about ten days, and the feasting and feasting of the streets and alleys begin to make the night scene more prosperous, and the figures of people who come and go are like a day.

Gu Zhongyou pulled the curtain up and the lights in the car shook. He glanced at Mu Chengsi and said, "Since their plan remains the same, we will also act separately according to the original plan. Your junior sister, I have always been relieved. It’s just that on your side, it’s extremely important. You must be careful."

　　 After Mu Chengsi came out of the City Lord's Mansion, the whole person's spirit was refreshed. Not only did he straighten his waist, his eyes shot out domineering brilliance, and he changed his previous posture of shrinking in front of this old Gu clan. He answered without hesitation:

　　 "Master Naka You can rest assured that there will never be any mistakes on the junior side."

　　 He was already the Demon King in his mind. But it is impossible for him to let everyone surrender with an empty name. The higher the position, the more he has to make practical achievements. He expressed his determination without hesitation, then opened the door curtain and leaped out of the vehicle silently.

　　 Hongye glanced at the door curtain that was still shaking, and said disapprovingly: "Your younger generation has nothing to say but is exaggerated. If there is any accident in this attack on Mian'eshan, the first one will happen to this child."

Gu Zhongyu laughed and said, "So I deliberately just leave this to him. You don’t need him to really get it, even if it only takes a while, it’s enough. You don’t need to underestimate him. The clan placed high hopes on him, and even gave him a fairy spirit."

　　 "Tsk tsk, what a waste!" Hongye shook his head repeatedly. It's just that, although the immortal breath has incredible power, it is only a one-time consumable. It's just right to be used as a temporary supplement for this kind of people who don't have much ability.

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　　 "Damn, I've never eaten such a delicious thing." He whispered in his mouth, unceremoniously waved the knife in his hand, and stuffed the strange monster meat on the plate in front of him into his mouth.

　　 This meal was far later than he expected. Lei Yan just asked him to wait for the three of them to go to Fengyue Tower for dinner with Ji Yan, but did not say how long they would wait. Dinner time has already passed, and another hour has passed. It is almost hour. He is already dizzy with hunger. Only when Lei Yan finally received the voice of the city lord, the three returned to the city through the secret tunnel under the protection tower. , Arrived at Fengyue Tower.

Although the two main formation divisions and Lei Yan were not in the tower during this period, the nine layers of pure sun prohibition on the protective tower were all carried out. Even if there were a large group of red-haired baboons attacking, it was impossible to make the nine-layer defense one One blow. And Ji Yan would feel that any layer of defense was attacked. At that time, he would immediately use the large teleportation talisman, and instantly return to the top floor of the Tower of Thorns.

　　 This is not foolproof. But this meal is related to how many blood spirit stones he can get, he will come anyway. What's more, the risk of the outbreak of the animal tide at night is inherently small.

　　 Gou Zhu is not worried about what will happen to the Tower of Thorns, but he is careful about his own safety. Even if a lot of blood spirit stones are hanging in front of his nose and shaking, he will first see the front, back, left and right before considering whether to take a small step forward.

　　 He and Tong Yao, Mu Mu and others who are still defending the city agreed that if there is any danger, he will immediately contact them with the sound transmission jade slip. Even if there is no danger, every two quarters of an hour, he will take the initiative to contact the sound transmission jade slip. If this connection disappears inexplicably, Fengyue Tower is only three or four miles away from where they are defending the city. Tong Yao can reach it almost instantly with the cultivation of the Purple Mansion.

　　 There was no abnormality in the entire Fengyue Tower, as he could see with his eyes, there were no abnormal lines of inspiration, and no formations were deployed. The blood refining elder Tong Feng, the city lord Kapok and others did not wantonly release nor deliberately curb their consciousness fluctuations. Gouzhu didn't believe that he was enough to make these masters put on such a big banquet to deal with him, so he walked in with confidence.

　　 The three-story Fengyue Building seems to have been reserved. The first and second floors are empty. Only the third floor has five or six seats in a box. There are more people than expected.

　　 Although among the common people of the demon world, the daily eating of Gouji is not bad, but he has never come to enjoy it in such a restaurant specially prepared for demon cultivation.

　　 If it is an ordinary restaurant, ten or two silver dollars is already an extremely extravagant gluttonous meal. And here only blood spirit stones are collected. These feasts have to spend several taels of blood spirit stones, which is equivalent to thousands of taels of silver. With the deceptive nature, no matter how rich he is, he would not be able to eat this way.

　　 But when he really sat here, he knew what "value for money" means. The meat here is by no means ordinary meat, and the cooking is not ordinary smoky.

　　 The meat on the table is almost all the meat of foreign animals or even spirit beasts. Many of them are cut into transparent meat slices as thin as cicada wings and eaten with the spirit liquid prepared by the treasures of heaven and earth. It was tender and delicious, melted in the mouth, and the slightly sweet umami was mixed with the just right salty meat brought by the minerals in the spirit liquid, and he couldn't help his appetite anymore.

　　 Of course he didn't forget his brother who was still watching the night behind the fence. So as everyone was stunned, he directly took out a jade box of creatures and swept the meat on the table into the box. Fortunately, even if he emptied all the plates within his arm's reach, the maid next to him would remove the empty plates in a very short time and replace them with plates full of delicacies.

　　There are about forty or fifty people including the blood refining elders, the city lord, the blood refining tribe chiefs and the formation masters who guard the formation, as well as the cronies they brought.

　　 Sitting on the chief table are the elders of blood refining, the city lord Kapok, the chief of the Cangsao tribe, Mug, and the chief of the Redthorn tribe, shaking the blood, and the three formation divisions stationed at the protection tower, including Ji Yan.

　　 There is a dim sound-proof mask around this group to separate the seats from the other seats, as if they are separated by a layer of constantly undulating water, which makes it difficult for outsiders to see it. They can only see them arguing, whispering, their lips moving, but there is no sound. Even the lips could not be seen clearly because of the fluctuation of the mask.

　　 Originally this mask did not exist. After the seemingly polite greetings, these people began to discuss how to divide the "excess" blood spirit stones, and the interference formations that some people randomly set up.

　　 Gouzhu sat in a seat at the bottom of ~www.readwn.com~ with Lei Yan, the deputy of the formation division of another protective tower, and several elders of the blood refining tribe. In fact, they are all irrelevant people, as long as they wait for the people at the chief table to finish the discussion, and then each take the money, as much as they get.

　　 In addition to eating and drinking and winding up and packing, he has been watching the movement of the city lord and others, waiting eagerly for the big brothers to negotiate a result, and then throw the blood spirit stone down. Even though he was full, he did not dare to leave the table. But at this time, he felt more and more weird.

　　 "Something's wrong." Suddenly, he was inexplicably alert and said to himself.

The decoration of 　　 is magnificent, with gold as the main tone everywhere. The gorgeous golden tables and chairs, seats, candle holders, and cups are shining brightly in the countless beating candles, making you drunk.

　　 However, I feel that there is a layer of indescribable obscurity in these golden flashes. I can't see, hear, touch, or say what it feels like, but his spiritual sense can detect the existence of this breath. It's just that he felt it carefully, but he felt that he had disappeared without a trace.

　　 He remembered clearly that when he first entered Fengyue Tower, he didn't feel this way. This weird breath grew very slowly after he entered the table. It's like boiling a frog in warm water. It was only half an hour passed before he suddenly realized it.

　　 Without hesitation, he wiped his mouth and got up and left. He doesn't care about others, for him, no matter how many blood spirit stones, his life is not as important.

　　 When he turned around, there was a fox girl in enchanting dress carrying a golden tray and serving food, not one step away from him. As she passed by, the maid suddenly left the tray with both hands. Despite the dish falling into the air, she held a knife in the tray and stabbed him in the neck!